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Post by megan on Mar 29, 2011 9:25:47 GMT -5
HE’S A REAL NOWHERE MANSITTING IN HIS NOWHERE LANDMAKING ALL HIS NOWHERE PLANS FOR NOBODY Cameron was tired of all this senior year BS... he hated spending all day at school, in classes that meant nothing to him anymore since he got his early acceptance into Yale for the fall semester. He just got out of his last class, English - the current material for class was Shakespeare. The plus side, Cam was a fan of Shakespeare; they are currently reading Hamlet. That was about the only thing keeping him awake in this god-forsaken class... the fact that the story is so interesting.
After the final school bell finally rang, he grabbed his messenger bag and books and headed for his locker. He got his books ready to go home... and started to head towards the door that leads to the senior parking lot where his BMW was waiting for him. He ran into a few friends on the way, they all high fived him or shook hands with him. Cam has a lot of friends at this school... he'd been living in the same town since he was born. They had all grown up together in school and at the beach.
tagging duncan words --- lyrics nowhere man by THE BEATLES notes done, feel free to jump in however! credits this was made by PARTY POISON
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Post by duncan on Mar 29, 2011 21:34:15 GMT -5
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Duncan picked up the ipod from the dock he’d installed a year ago in the mint condition Mustang as he pulled into the parkinglot. He didn’t worry about hitting anybody because everybody knew who was driving the sexiest white Mustang at the school, and they knew the driver was not the most cautious. They usually got out of the way, and move their cars if they were in the way too. So, Duncan didn’t have to worry about paying attention too much, even though he kept checking the road in front of him just in case. He pulled into the lot of the shitty school he was stuck at for no real reason beside the fact that his asshole parents decided to settle down in a middle of nowhere town that didn’t even register on the majority of the maps of California. What was the point? Well…at least there were hot girls around, but then again once he got through them all there wouldn’t be any left and he’d have to go back to the old ones he’d left, and that was no fun. No fun at all.
That wasn’t his style. Duncan was quick, unattached and satisfied with that. It didn’t take much to amuse him either, just so girls, some booze, and money of course. He could entertain himself if he was drunk enough, or high, but he tended to stay away from the green because alchohol was his fun time trigger. Lately he’d been trigger happy, and whether he drove or not didn’t really matter to him. In this small a town, what’d he hit anyway? A tumbleweed? He didn’t really put the safety of the nonexistent others at first priority…… He shrugged to himself, wondering what today would bring, and pulled in next to a BMW that was parked stupidly. He tried his best to get in to the space, but couldn’t, so he backed the car out and exited the vehicle, leaving it to idle. ”WHAT THE FUCK, MAN! Do you KNOW how to fucking park? he yelled at the car. This prick in front of him didn’t know how to park properly and he couldn’t get in his space because of him. Where the hell did this guy get off?. |
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Post by megan on Mar 31, 2011 17:03:25 GMT -5
HE’S A REAL NOWHERE MANSITTING IN HIS NOWHERE LANDMAKING ALL HIS NOWHERE PLANS FOR NOBODY Cameron hated all the bad ass guys that went to his school... he wished his parents had forked out the money to send him to a private school instead of this dump. The parking lot was always the worst... he always got fed up with people who double parked or didn't pay attention when rounding a corner. His BMW had been nicked a few times already and he didn't to go through that hassle again. Most of the lower income kids that parked their 1980's rust buckets here didn't have car insurance anyways. It was insane.
Cameron was in the BMW, letting the top down and adjusting his radio, getting ready to back out when he heard the yelling and realized it was aimed at him. That morning, he'd been forced to park a little crooked due to the cars that were already parked there and apparently the guy yelling at him had some issue with how he was parked. He got out of the car, leaving his driver's door wide open and threw his arms up in the air as a surrender... "Look here, asshat. I'm about to leave, so why don't you gain some patience and get the hell off my back." Cameron was not afraid of a fight, and was sure that one was about to break out. Growing up in this town, even though he's of elite status, still has taught him many things about how to handle himself in a fight.
tagging duncan words --- lyrics nowhere man by THE BEATLES notes complete! (: credits this was made by PARTY POISON
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